Moonspear lovers walk

She was just about to turn and continue when she heard someone approach. Instinctually she took a step more away from the edge, but when Bridget turned, it was with a friendly smile.

This woman. Grateful for the clarification or I might have been confused. She chuckled briefly to herself, then relented. Sorry, don’t mean to be rude. My name’s Bridget. I didn’t think anyone actually came up here anymore.

She was certainly odd at first impression, something Bridget definitely didn’t mind. Sometimes the oddest wolves were also the friendliest in her experience.